Life is a series of precious fragile moments.
I was talking to someone the other day about mortality. Why it weighs heavy on some and not at all on others. I don’t know when the switch happens for people, just that sometimes it does. Life wasn’t meant to be a string of experiences alone. By that I mean, you aren’t meant to experience things alone. The very cornerstone of what motivates us is relationships and experiences with others. Good or bad, personal or business, accidental or planned, or any other interaction with someone else. The way we treat others, the way we carry ourselves, the time we create for those that mean something to us, all factor into those relationships.
I recently had another death in the family. This is the third big one in less than 2 years. Three people that I had always found to be “invincible”. Their lives so intertwined that they all passed on in close succession to one another. I’m convinced, possibly from heartbreak. Those of us left living, are trying to move on, with a hole that just was ripped bigger, leaves a bitter, emptiness that I feel is similar to drowning.
These three passing have brought out a lot of regrets in some. Regret because time wasn’t spent enough, or words were left unspoken, or opportunities were missed. So spend the time with those that matter, because you may not get another chance. Take the opportunity to get to know someone you may have known your entire life, but lost touch… you will probably find that they are not the same person you knew.
Say ‘I love you’ every chance you get, because it may be the last thing you say, or the last thing they hear.
Miss you guys. I love you.